[Claude eats the rice ball ravenously -- it's good! -- pausing only to take a drink of the water provided while he listens. He's already starting to feel a little better with something in his stomach, which helps him gather his thoughts a bit.]

Oookay... 'Help the locals'? Can you be a bit more specific? Who's the Regent?

[Then he pulls a face at Thoma's description of himself.] And come on, don't talk like you're not important. I mean, you're out here basically saving my life. Plus your cooking is amazing!

[It smacks a bit too much like all the nobles and commoners talk back in Fódlan, and he's never been wild about that.]